Tag Archives: puppy

The green/blue outer ball is actually a cat toy. It was gifted to us by my mother-in-law and cousin cat Rosie.

The inner pink squeaky toy was my pup Bailey’s Valentine’s Day gift.

(I got everyone in my house a Valentine’s Day gift, including the dog, hoping that someone would give me a gift. No such luck.)

Bailey already loved the green/blue cat toy ball and played with it all the time anyway.

But I took it to the next level when I squeezed all the air out of the rubber squeaky toy and put it inside of the green/blue ball.

Bailey & her toy

Bailey pushes it, steps on it, sticks her paws and nose in there and she still CANNOT figure out how to get the pink ball out of there. I could easily remove it for her with my bad ass opposable thumbs.

Like this:

Of course the holidays were more fun when I was a child and could just sit back and enjoy them with none of the work. I have gotten a little less enjoyment each year in scheduling when we can possibly get a tree and how we will find some extra Jacksons to pay for it and ultimately slogging out the same decorations to adorn it.

I know I sound terrible. And the tree is my FAVORITE PART OF CHRISTMAS!

But I have reached a new low this year…

This year, I can’t even remember it.

That’s right. I can’t remember what happened.

It was a blur of buying gifts, wrapping gifts, buying ingredients for cookies, going to holiday events which seemed to be happening not only every weekend, but then every night of the week. I remember the holiday party at work, and how much I was looking forward to it. That night, we saw a listing for a dog online who would turn out to be part of the litter we would ultimately adopt our new pup from.

Then, there is a blur.

Puppy arrives

I know a dog started living with us between Christmas and New Year’s. We went to my sister-in-law’s New Year’s Eve party. We took the dog. I think. My husband and I had birthdays too, but I only remember coming out of a sickness fog to return to work.

Did this really happen?

I am finding items around the house that I don’t remember. They all turn out to be my son’s Christmas presents he received. I know when we got the puppy there was a mad rush to remove items from her path that she may destroy or eat. But having them out of site also put them out of my mind.

Maybe I am just out of my mind.

Has anyone else ever experienced this, or is it just me?

Maybe the 24 hour stomach flu that went through our house had a coma effect? Except, well, I am the only one experiencing this problem.

Oh well. I have always said that Christmas should be like the Olympics—we should take a break in between them. Even Christmas every other year would be more palpable.

Maybe the Jennifer’s Holiday Amnesia Episode of 2017 is Santa’s way of granting that wish. He managed to grant all my other wishes this year.

You may have noticed that I have been on a little break from posting on my blog and from other social media. After the publication of Angry Macey, it was my intention to keep up my blog even as I took a little writing break before aggressively starting a new project. But other factors intervened. Then I felt as though I should announce my break. But by then it seemed like it had been too long and it was obvious.

My Seasonal Affective Disorder always kicks in with a vengeance in October. That has really brought down my energy level, my drive to get anything done, my will to live.

The holidays slowed me down as well.

I follow the case of the missing Skelton brothers from nearby Morenci, Michigan. The anniversary of their disappearance every year is a reminder that they are still gone. A recent news story where bones were discovered in Montana sparked new media interest. Initial testing showed that the bones were from three children, roughly the same ages as the missing boys. We still await results form further testing. Here is a link to the news story.

And then shortly after Christmas, we got a new addition to our household. This little girl.

Bailey Boo, roughly 13 weeks old in this pic.

Here name is Bailey. She is a super cute shepherd mix, but 100% puppy and she keeps us on our toes. I am still not over my former dog Dave that I lost last September, and probably never will be. But our house felt very empty with no dog in it. Bailey fills that hole.

So, just stick with me while I decide what the next project is I should put my attention toward.

I have zero author events scheduled for 2018. So if you want to see my face, you should invite me to your event or local library, etc.

Please, please send along any house-breaking tips if you have them. They would be much appreciated.